Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Agent 012 in England

Today's Link
Tales from Twisty Lane

Saying for the Day
We are too busy mopping the floor to turn off the faucet. ~Author Unknown

Picture of the Day
Another Great Aunt and Uncle in England
Long Ago
A Picture Story from Jeff's Portrait of Words


Yesterday at this time Agent 012 was at home playing Secret Agent on the Wii with his boys who were beating him as usual. But today he is in England across from the Church Street Post Office waiting for an old couple to pick up their mail. The Agency has provided him with a general description and the instructions to pursue and observe. They are believed to be Mute operatives and may lead him to Mute pick up and contact points.
After what seems like an eternity to Agent 012 a couple fitting the description picks up their mail and he begins observing and pursuing. They move on down the street to a flower shop where they purchase a large bouquet of flowers. Agent 012 makes a note on his Information Retrieval System and takes a picture with his ring camera. A bouquet of flowers would be an ideal way to pass secret information. While he watches them he wonders if they are Agents of Mute or perhaps Aliens like the ones he saw in France. He’ll have to look closely at the old man’s eyes.
As the couple moves on Agent 012 follows as silently as possible. They turn into a small cemetery behind a Church. There they put the bouquet on a tombstone. Agent 012 takes another picture and makes another note. This is an ideal way to pass information. He would like to look at the flowers but they are moving on and his job is to pursue and observe.
Now they enter the Royal Museum passing the Royal Guards. Agent 012 wonders if one of the Guards is an Agent or an alien. You can’t be too careful. He takes a picture and makes himself a note. After all the way the Guard stands or his position might indicate where in the museum the Agent is supposed to go. Who would suspect ?
He follows the couple into the main hall of yesterday . Here in front of an old street scene they stop. First one takes a picture of the other with the man and his horse. Then the other stands there and gets her picture taken. They spot Agent 012 and ask him if he would take a picture of the two of them standing next to the cab and horse. He agrees. What else can he do. They thank him over and over saying that he has helped to make the day special. He wonders if they have figured out who he is. But even as that thought goes through his mind he is considering the possibility that the pictures could be used to carry information or show somebody else where information is hidden.
“ Come walk with us a bit, young man” she says to Agent 012. It is nice to have someone to talk with. They move on now to a very old merry-go-round. She puts her hand out to touch it and begins to cry.” It’s still here after all these years “ she says.” I knew it would be “ the old man said, putting his arm around her.
“This is why we came all this way”, she said. “Fifty years ago, right here by the merry-go-round Matthew asked me to marry him. He almost asked over by the horse and cab but he had to work up his nerve.”
“ It’s still the same. Nothing has changed. It’s like we were young again.” Matthew said.” This is the greatest anniversary ever”.
That’s when Agent 012 realized they weren’t Mute agents. They were just an old couple touching their roots. His eyes filled with tears as well. It was so special. He began to think of where he would like to take his wife on their fiftieth wedding anniversary.
There was a little coffee shop near the door of the museum and the three of them had coffee together. While he was talking to the lady Matthew went into the gift shop and came back with a beautifully wrapped package. He put it down on the table. As they were leaving Agent 012 saw that the package was still there and called them back. He handed Matthew the package noting that it was fairly heavy, like a brick.
Matthew thanked him while saying something about how forgetful he was getting.
Agent 012 followed them out on the street and then decided there was no purpose in following them any more. He watched as they hailed a cab and left. He had wasted a day.
Back at his hotel he saw on the television in the lobby that someone had stolen a relic from the Royal Museum. It was the size of a brick and had Latin writing on it. It was worth over a million dollars. Now who would take something like that? And how could you hide a brick?
It definitely wasn’t his day.
News from Pigeon Falls
The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
At exactly 2:00 in the afternoon the Social Worked showed up at the parsonage. She was not in a very good mood. She looked at the forms Pastor Joan had prepared for her.
“These seem to be in order” she said .” But you know I am going to have to contact Social Services in your sisters city and be sure she is in the hospital. If these are lies both of you could be in big trouble.”
Then she noticed there was no form from the Doctor.
“ I suspect that kid isn’t even autistic. She doesn’t look autistic to me. What kind of game are you playing? Are you part of a Church or a cult?” she fumed.
At this point Oops smiled and said Oops.
The Social worker picked up all the forms and placed them in a folder. Then she turned to Pastor Joan and said “ These forms are perfect.” We won’t need the one from the Doctor. I will recommend that you home be made an official foster care home. We are glad to have people in the community like you willing to care for kids. If I can help in any way just let me know”.
Then after shaking Pastor Joan’s hand she went whistling to the car as happy as could be.
Pastor Joan sat dumbfounded . She couldn’t believe what had happened but she knew that somehow Oops made it happen. What was coming next?
Wrap UP
Please note that tomorrow Betty and I will try to write a story based on the pictures. Each of us will add a line at a time. Who knows where we will end up. Well we spent the morning when we weren't watching the inauguration writing the story for tomorrow. It ended up far different than I conceived it. Betty went to the Post Office in the afternoon. I visited everyone of my links and left a comment on most of them. That was a long process. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA
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18 Comments:

Blogger BJ Roan said...

Oh no! The sweet little couple were not as they seemed! Loved it.

3:43 AM  
Blogger Janvangogh said...

Obi Wan Ophelia.

4:52 AM  
Blogger Finding Pam said...

What a beautiful story. I loved how they befriended agent 012 and that they fooled him.

What is that book? I wish you would tell us all about your photos.

What did Oops do to the social worker? I am glad that Pastor Joan has become the foster mother.

Looks like we will be moving this week. Keep us in your prayers.

5:29 AM  
Blogger Pat - An Arkansas Stamper said...

I'm really enjoying the story of Pastor Joan and Oops, as well as the exploits of Agent 012. You've a very creative mind. :)

6:24 AM  
Blogger Melli said...

Don't you feel liberated by those clean table tops?!

Poor Agent 012!!! Had it right in his hand and LOST it! Ohhhhhh dear! And lost the couple too... *sigh*

YAY for OOPS! Oh, I should have known all along that she would take care of this sticky situation! This is great! JUST great! I'm so excited!

Dr. J ... you have the BEST imagination in all the world! I don't know why you aren't writing stories to PUBLISH!

7:12 AM  
Blogger Jeff B said...

Looks as if our bungling agent 012 has been duped by the guise of a sweet little couple.

I love it. Another mess for him to get out of.

7:15 AM  
Anonymous quilly said...

Your story today was wonderful!

Oops, oppsed at the perfect time!

And I am looking forward to tomorrow. I want to read the story you and Betty are writing together!

10:42 AM  
Blogger Catch said...

That picture of your aunt and uncle reminds me of when my grandmothers aunt and uncle used to come and visit her for a few days....my grandfather had to take his car out of the garage so her uncle could keep his in the garage while they were there,...lol

11:55 AM  
Blogger The Old Fart said...

What is 012 going to do now? When one cannot trust a couple of Senior, what is the world coming to.

12:11 PM  
Blogger Akelamalu said...

Aha the old couple fooled him, how will he every live it down? LOL

12:14 PM  
Blogger Akelamalu said...

PS I meant to say how much I enjoy the old photographs you put up. :)

12:15 PM  
Blogger Dragonstar said...

The world could do with more people like Oops.

1:32 PM  
Blogger juliana said...

oh well, never trust an innocent-looking old couple, eh!

and yay! to oops :)

1:52 PM  
Blogger Maggie May said...

You just never know with old people, do you....... oops. I am one! LOL

1:56 PM  
Blogger Sandi McBride said...

Well done, Doc...this was really fabulous!
Sandi

3:43 PM  
Blogger Carletta said...

I so enjoyed the portrait of words story.
Melli's right you know - you should be publishing your work.
Looking forward to seeing what you and Betty come up with.

3:52 PM  
Blogger Gattina said...

For the first time I watched the inauguration of an American president and I started with Kennedy ! And a lot of Europeans did the same. It was something special.

9:54 PM  
Blogger Snap said...

Loved the story and thanks so much for listing my blog as the link of the day.

8:15 AM  

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